Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 218 Han Sheng
Wang Mo felt the violent aura in his body, without any intention of saving it, he directly poured it into it violently.

But when the spiritual energy was about to condense outside the Xuanhua axe, he was shocked to find that he was actually suppressed.

The aura couldn't get out of the body at all, and couldn't leave the weapon, and even in the body, the movement of the aura seemed to be under heavy pressure, and the strength of the whole body directly suppressed most of it.

Feeling the feeling of oppression, Wang Mo suddenly raised his head, and the cloud of military spirit above his head put him under great pressure.

But even so, he still grinned grinningly, and chopped down the Xuanhua ax fiercely.

"It's a pity that the fourth-order existence cannot be completely suppressed when the red army has no generals."

This idea flashed through Yang Heng's mind quickly, and the parrying speed in his hands was not slow at all.

Turning the spear in his hand, the essence of spiritual energy poured into it, and wisps of crimson evil spirit appeared out of thin air, entangled on the spear.

Ding!
The ear-piercing sound was extremely ear-piercing even on a chaotic battlefield.

The spear bent quickly under the pressure of the Xuanhua axe, and the berserk force poured out on Yang Heng's body, causing him to back up a dozen steps in a row, his face turned red and turned white, and his blood surged.

Seeing this, Wang Mo's face changed slightly. On the contrary, although Yang Heng was slightly injured, he still had a smile on his face.

One ebbs and another, since you can bear it, then
"Someone beat our team Yang, what should we do?"

Suddenly another person shouted loudly.

"Brothers shoulder to shoulder, fuck him!!"

A group of people rushed up immediately, brandishing weapons in their hands. Under the boost of aura and crimson baleful energy, the berserk power of the bearers poured out.

Wang Mo's side is a group of mobs who have no military spirit. They are like chickens and dogs in front of the Ning'an Army who has gathered the scarlet army soul. They were easily killed. After Wang Mo was dragged back, the battlefield was almost one-sided trend.

puff!
A person was chopped out by Wang Mo, who was ten feet tall, not everyone could take that violent ax like Yang Heng.

But often as soon as he was hacked out, he would pat a piece of cyan talisman paper on his body, swallow a spiritual fruit, coupled with the suppression of spiritual energy, and apply it both internally and externally, the injury was quickly controlled, and in a blink of an eye he screamed again. go up.

"Kill, this Tier [-] head is mine!!"

Clang!Clang!Clang!
The more Wang Mo fought, the more aggrieved he felt, the power that could tear apart the world seemed to be weak at this moment.

Under the evil cloud of the army soul, the strength went to the fifth or sixth floor with a bang, and the violent but flawed attacks again and again could not pose a fatal threat to these people.

And under inadvertent attention, he found that his subordinates were being massacred one-sidedly, and even lost the courage to charge, shrinking back and forth, leaving himself alone in the enemy's army.

At this moment, Wang Mo, who was distorted, tyrannical, and dazzled by power, woke up.

Me, what have I done?
The pain in the body, the army of death, the mocking eyes of the people around, this, this
But it was only a blink of an eye, and Wang Mo's head was full of resentment in his eyes.

It's all Fang Fan, it's all Fang Fan, if it wasn't for Fang Fan who robbed me, everything would not be like this, nothing would be like this, Fang Fan, I will make you suffer for the rest of your life, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life! ! !

Gradually, amidst the resentment, Wang Mo gradually distorted, and the tyrannical eyes made the people around secretly startled.

"kill!!"

A hoarse and rough voice sounded, and everyone besieged at this moment felt a fatal crisis, and rolled subconsciously.

But the fatal crisis did not come, Wang Mo Zhanggao's body showed the flexibility of his fourth-level strength, but instead of running outside, he rushed to Ning'an's interior.

The moment he saw clearly where he was going, fear and regret appeared in everyone's hearts.

"Jie Jie, if you can't catch up with me, I will let you watch helplessly, watch me kill all your relatives, and let you watch me kill Fang Fan's parents."

A grin appeared on Wang Mo's face, and he said to Yang Heng with a grin, and to everyone.

In an instant, all the crossbow carts on the city wall switched directions and all focused on Wang Mo.

But for Tier [-], the ballista is too slow and too obvious, as soon as you lock it, others have already avoided it.

After all, the ballista is only a siege tool, not a killing tool.

And what is the use of killing?the answer is
"Mr. Huang, I still have to trouble you."

Yang Heng's voice sounded on the city wall, and the middle-aged man who had been silent behind him finally moved.

A cold iron longbow appeared in his hand, he pinched a cold iron arrow with his two fingers and rested it on the bowstring, and opened the bow!
The same bow and arrow seemed to have a soul in this person's hands, and it came alive.

For a moment, Wang Mo felt that he was locked, and there was a tingling pain on his skin, and the sharp edge was stabbing.

At this moment, he also panicked, no matter how he dodged, no matter how he moved, he couldn't get rid of it, he was locked, locked firmly.

The man stared at Wang Mo with all his attention, the bow was drawn round, and the bow was opened at the full moon. He adjusted his energy and energy to the peak, and concentrated on the arrow.

call out!
call out!
call out!
The man's hands seemed to form a layer of phantom, which was unreal. In an instant, he completed three bow bows, and the three arrows with all the energy and spirit flew out one after another. Location blocked.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Wang Mo yelled crazily. While dodging, his big fan-like hand directly grabbed the flying arrow.

call out!call out!call out!
In the nick of time, two arrows flew past his scalp, and the last arrow had no way to hide, so he could only grab it with his hands.

The big fan-like hand grasped the arrow, and the arrow made of cold iron slid in his hand under the tremendous force.

The smooth shaft of the arrow slid in the palm of the hand, and the three-edged arrow approached little by little, and the three deep blood grooves came into Wang Mo's eyes.

The strength of this last arrow was far beyond Wang Mo's imagination. Even if he held it, it would be of no avail. Under the huge force of the arrow, his hand the size of a cattail fan was dragged forward, and he could only helplessly. Watching the arrow avoid the sharp edge and approach quickly.

Come closer, come closer!
The sharp and cold arrow pierced his skin, and the triangular arrow pierced firmly and forcefully between his eyebrows, and just when he was desperate, he held it.

Holding the hand, the last strength of the arrow was consumed, and it exploded on the face. The only thing Wang Mo could do was to condense all the spiritual energy on the face, bet, bet that the spiritual energy could block the final explosion, and lose the bet die! !

boom!
The burst arrow exploded loudly.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!!! Tier [-], after all, Tier [-], hahahaha, I survived, I survived!!"

Crazy laughter came out from the flames, and the words were full of rejoicing for the rest of the life after the catastrophe. When the flames dissipated, Wang Mo's body was bloody and bloody, but he still smiled crazily.

Amidst the laughter, the hearts of Yang Heng and the others sank little by little.
(End of this chapter)